On a crisp Saturday morning, Marci B. put the laundry out to dry.
Twenty minutes later, she noticed one of her pack had gone missing.
Roscoe Charles, Sugar Pie, and Emma-who-needs-a-program-for-her-OCD were all present and accounted for.
Roscoe Charles, Sugar Pie, and Emma-who-needs-a-program-for-her-OCD were all present and accounted for.
Where had Izzy gone?
“Well … the laundry wont’t dry itself, will it?”
Even blankets need supervision!
(And a good blanket makes a most excellent mission control bunker).
Awww, Caleb does the same thing when I lay my quilts out to dry like that! I think he likes the fresh laundry smell.